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answer, Lucy came skipping into the kitchen, her hair still messy from sleep, holding the book she’d been glued to all week.“Where are we going?” my innocent, sweet daughter asked, smiling.Daniel’s mouth tightened. He didn’t even hesitate. “No, it’s family-only, Lucy.”I saw her confusion immediately. “But I’m family,” she said softly.Daniel shook his continue reading …
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